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Hi. My name is.
What?
My name is,
*chicky chicky*
...Ques Shady...
I mean Questions.
Or Krista.
Or SPAR-KAY! You may call me Spartacus.
I'M SPARTACUS!
No, I'm Spartacus!
Move, bitch. Get out-da-way.
I have a confession to make: I ♥ emo music.
Here's the thing about fads that I hate: I was cheering for the underdog before it was cool. And then it became cool, and then I wasn't cool or special anymore.
F***ing punk kids.
I make boy-free zones and let the boys v i o l a t e them.
My ♥ never gets broken, because I dont give it away. I'm kind of like that.
I can’t keep a steady relationship to save my life, because I’m not “girlfriend” material.
The confession, Part 2: I own a pair of leggings... and I wear them.
I’m a mess and so is my room. I like it that way;
it means I’m spontaneous.
I'm loud, I'm opinionated, and I'm alive.
I’m normal, I’m ordinary, but I’m special. I’m special because I’m me, and no one else is exactly like me.
I always say the wrong thing at the right time, and I laugh at the most inappropriate moments. And when I do laugh, its loud and often.
Orange is my favorite color, and I have an addiction to boys.
I listen to my friends and try to keep my mouth shut,
because everyone knows that I don't give advice,
and when I do, it isn't any good.
PORTRAIT of a lady
POSTER of a girl
These are the lyrics that I ♥ love ♥:
I read your letter / the one you left when you broke into my house / I'm retracing every step you made / and you said you meant it / and there's a piece of me in every single / second of every single day / but if it's true then tell me how we got this way
I've got my things I'm good to go / you met me at the terminal / just one more plane ride and it's done / we stood like statues at the gate / Vacation's come and gone too late / there's so much sun where I'm from / I had to give it away / I had to give you away / And we spent four days on an island / at your family's old hotel / sometimes perfection can be / it can be perfect hell / perfect. / Hours pass / and she still counts the minutes that I am not there / I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this / like every inch of me is bruised / bruised.
I wake up to find it's another 4 aspirin morning and I dive in / I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday / when did society decide that we / have to change and wash a t-shirt after every individual use / if it's not dirty I'm going to wear it / I take the stairs to the car and there's fog on the windows / I need caffeine in my bloodstream / I take caffeine to my bloodstream / I grip the wheel and all at once I realize / my life has become a boring pop song and everyone's singing along.
Miss Delaney what's the matter? / You waited by the window / I waited by the door / Miss Delaney where's your boyfriend? / He isn't up in heaven / So why treat him like he's dead? / It's not that every day / Every day is coming up with the green grass / but the time's passed
And oh say you'll miss me / one last time / and I'll be strong / whatever you do / please don't get me rescued / cause I'm feeling like I might need to be near you / and I feel alright / so please don't get me rescued
and i knew it from the start / so my arms are open wide / your head is on my stomach / and we're trying so hard not to fall
[ a s l e e p ]
with empty words our worlds collide / it was my ego telling me why / i never thought i'd say this to you / i lied about you, regrets are useless / was it my ego telling me why?
Delay the hurtful words / Of complicated overcast / Please take the message that I'm / Picking up my chin at last / I said my confidence / It gets stronger when you're next to me / But we pray from miles away / In quest for what we long to be / I might crumble, I might take a fall again / (Still missing you) / I might crumble, I might take a fall again / (Still missing you) / I might crumble, I might take a fall again / But you're my everlasting friend / Everlasting friend / A heartbeat skip, relationship / So we would stay up late / A teardrop drip below your lip / Beside the airport gate / A sudden slip from where / We used to be a year ago / A real-life script of how / Our hands would hold and not let go
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